LISA'S POV I stomped out into the darkness, blinded by tears. No one was taking me back, but I had to get to Leo; whatever his motives were. Did I care anymore? Not exactly but there just has to be some way that Louisa blinded everyone, or they've had it in them all along to make a fool out of me, and I never noticed. How did I expect to? When all I ever thought of was giving Andre a taste of his own medicine, and trying to win Leo's trust - I still needed his help. Just then, a taxi pulled up from around the corner and I hailed it without a second thought. I had to get away from everyone and everything that constantly reminded me of my pain. And Becky… she didn't try to put her neck on the line for me. It seemed she was somehow in the know of this nasty plot against me, but she put up quite a sordid act of not understanding what the whole situation meant for me. I took out my mobile phone and stole a glance at the screen. Damn! It's late already, but I'll have to act super angry t
LOUISA'S POVI glanced at the paper once more. 5th street. Coffee shop. But I've been sitting here for literally an hour and half. Maybe this person had other motives. Shit! Why didn't I think of that? What if they were only interested in airing me out to Lisa? What did it matter anyway? That sister of mine should be aware that I'm interested in her downfall only. I looked out of the window again. There was no sign of anyone. So, I took yet another sip of the black coffee I had ordered. Why hadn't I discovered this spot all these years? They made coffee the way it should be; not those things we get served at the office. And that's because of Lisa's incompetence! If she couldn’t see to the smallest thing as good coffee , what good was she anyway? I was tapped out of my reverie as the door bell tingled again. This place was so old-fashioned, yet so up-to-date. I guess they wanted to retain the architectural heritage. Wait. That's a familiar face. It's Becky Lyn. Why's she craning her
LEO'S POV The twelve-year-old boy looked at me, and all I could see was a male version of Kate. Did she clone herself already? We'd arrived quite early to take his samples for the testing. Dr Lamar was very careful, and Kate wasn't anywhere near the hospital. The huge hole in her plan would make the whole framework of it fall through. I eyed the top of his blonde head as he sat beside me. Why did Kate give him up for the test so easily? I shuddered all over again. Could he really be my son? I looked at his face once more. I couldn't see anything that looked like mine: eyes, nose, lips - they were all Kate's.“Dad?" I almost hit the lad when he addressed me so. We didn't even have proof of that yet. Kate had been feeding him with so many lies, and he bought them all. I'm sure he also inherited her fish brain. He looked at me with piercing eyes.“Dad? Why aren't you saying anything? Am I sick? I've been getting lots of tests lately." I huffed. Explaining things to this kid might make
Lisa’s POV Two weeks after my wedding, I discovered I had been carrying a dead child inside of me. I didn’t even know I was pregnant to begin with. It all started with that dream. First off I do not believe in dreams but certain things have happened and I am beginning to think otherwise. I had dreamt of attending a funeral with my husband. I didn’t know who had died or why I was there. All I knew was that someone was dead. Only for me to go to the hospital and just like that, I was immediately operated on. It’s been three years since that incident and I have never been pregnant. Now all I want is simple; a normal life. I didn’t want to control a business or be famous. All I wanted was a happy home, a loving husband and little versions of me and Andre running around the house, but then the last part of my wishes are yet to come to pass. You know, they say a child is a gift from God but here I am staring at a woman named Sarah, asking the nurse, places she could go to get a bab
Lisa’s POV“So how was the visit to the hospital?” Andre asked. He had asked that I go get checked when I began sleeping around the house.What I didn’t tell him was that I didn’t go. I didn’t want to put my hopes up on something, only to get disappointed again like the last time. I never want to feel that way again. “Good!” I replied, plastering a smile on my face as I buried myself in the cooking. I increased the speed of the blender. Maybe if the noise became too much, he would quietly walk away from the kitchen. Andre stood right in front of fridge. He didn’t pick a fruit or anything. He had already drank a glass of water, so I wondered what he was still doing here. When ever the blender stopped, I would start it all over again. I repeated the process until Andre gave up and walked out of the kitchen.During dinner, Andre still didn't want to drop it.“What did the doctor say baby?” he turned to me and looked me in the eye. My mouth went dry but I didn’t dare swallow. Not with A
Lisa’s POVI stiffened immediately on seeing the face on the video. It was blurry but I could still make out the faces. It was Andre and a female I had never seen before. Andre Luster. My husband. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.They were buck naked on the bed. I pinched myself in hopes that this was some sick game targeted at me but the more I stared at the video, the more real it became and the more I recognized who the male is in the coital affair.No! this is just an attack. Who ever this is knows I am the wife of billionaire, Andre Luster. This must be some AI shit.I threw my phone on the bed and walked into the shower. The water was too cold. I got out and went to get myself some food but it was too hot. Suddenly I was feeling too hot. I felt like some prisoner in my clothes. I walked around the house but I still was not satisfied. Finally I went for a swim. As I sat, trying to catch my breath, then the tears began to fall freely. This time I did nothing to stop it. I
Lisa’s POV“It’s a baby Lisa! Have some mercy!” Andre yelled at me that night. I had confronted him immediately in our bed room.“I don’t care! I don’t want to see her here!” I screamed louder. I was this close to losing it.“I can’t send her away, she has my child,” he grumbled.“What! I can’t believe the nerve— I sneered— you cheated on me and brought back a receipt and you had the guts to throw it in my face? What of me? My— ” I was about to tell him about my own baby when he interrupted me.“My hands are tied,” he announced.“So you are going to sit there like a dummy and do nothing?” I turned my head to the side. The next thing I know is I am being shoved.Andre pinned me to the wall. “I have had enough of your stupid attitude.“ He growled. “If you had quietly gotten pregnant, this would not be the case!” he warned me.“What?” I gasped. Shock reverberated through my body. I couldn’t believe those words were coming from Andre. My Andre.Andre walked out of the room.I slowly sank
Lisa’s POVAt this point I believe I had been cursed. On Monday, Shelly, because that was her name, the girl my husband cheated with, messed with my smoothie combination. She ate up all the apple. I swiftly told Andre and he told me to be more accommodating. That she was pregnant. I had to let that slide.On tuesday, she occupied the sitting room with her bitchy friends and they laughed like witches. I couldn’t concentrate on the book I was reading.On wednesday, she made Andre’s mother yell at me. She had told her series of things about me and when I entered the sitting room she stopped talking. Before Andre’s mother left, she warned me to let Shelly carry her baby to full term, since I didn’t want to get pregnant. That hurt me so bad, even though I was pregnant, it still hurt.On thursday, she told the delivery guy to take my package back, that this was the wrong address. I didn’t react so much because I didn’t want to stir up trouble. It was on Friday that I couldn’t take it anymo